Gayfeather, colic-root, rattlesnake-master, blazing star,( devil's bite, Cahaba torch, prairie-pine,) I took your list to that fireworks store in Upland, gathered & checked off each rocket, then imagined how you'd stare at a forest fire (guilty? gleeful?) as I put them all back.
I've pried open (& cleaned) seven of our eight household convectors for the first time since they were painted firmly shut by an unknown previous resident, and found two wilting plastic flowers and an ornamented chopstick. To complete the triangulation, the eighth should yield... a baguette of pale green glass missing a cheap ring?
It fried my modem right that instant, via the coax not the outlet as best I can tell. What an expensive little noise.
The (arguably) first recorded jazz band losing their pianist to the 1918 Flu and their trombonist (temporarily) to a Great War draft is a handy chronoceptive reference point.
As a kid I assumed that dusty haunted house jazz was a 1950s recontextualization prompted by distance and decayed shellac, but no! that association was intended right from the first jass recordings. Rib cage percussion is a supracentennial institution.
Scarp scree clatter. She, elle.
Within 30 miles of Philadelphia, because of a curse.
Une instance se voulant accueillante pour les personnes queers, féministes et anarchistes ainsi que pour leurs sympathisant·e·s. Nous sommes principalement francophones, mais vous êtes les bienvenu·e·s quelle que soit votre langue.
A welcoming instance for queer, feminist and anarchist people as well as their sympathizers. We are mainly French-speaking people, but you are welcome whatever your language might be.